What I Should Have Said (Chapter 5)
As I worried over what I should have said that moment in the precinct, I never imagined it would lead to this. I'd confessed my love for my best friend. I kissed her. Hell, I even fondled her. And, at the rate we were going, I was about to make love to her. Maura, my best friend in the world, was about to be my lover.
"God, you're sexy as hell," I rasped as I pulled Maura's shirt over her head in between open-mouthed kisses.
"Mmhmm," Maura hummed as she started to unbutton my jeans.
"And so modest," I chuckled.
My knees were against the small bench at the foot of Maura's bed, my hands snaking around to unclasp Maura's lace bra. As I released her bra and slipped it down her arms, her beauty was mesmerizing. Maura and I had changed in the same room before, but the glances I'd stolen left me riddled with guilt. The relief of finally being able to look at her, really taken her in, was indescribable.
"Jane?" Maura whispered after I'd sucked in breath. "Take me."
With those simple two words, I gently lowered to the bench and pulled Maura to me. She stood, straddling me as I unzipped her trousers. I slowly pulled them down Maura's exquisite legs, savoring every inch of her. The mere realization that Maura was straddling me took my breath.
"This must go," Maura stated as she pulled my t-shirt up over my head. "Oh," she gasped. The discovery that I wasn't wearing a bra left her speechless and led to her pressing her chest into mine as she resumed kissing me.
Maura was not only straddling me, she was beginning to grind into me. Our kissing had become beyond eager. As I tugged on Maura's bottom lip, I was thrilled by the sensation of her delicate fingers making contact with my rocklike nipples. My mouth exploring her neck and collarbone rewarded her dexterous touch.
Just as I reached Maura's pulse point, she forced me backward. The height of the bench was relatively even with Maura's bed. She'd unbuttoned my jeans moments before and easily pulled them as well as my underwear off of me, standing only briefly to do so. The look on Maura's face as she watched me while sliding off her own lacy underwear is something I hope to never forget and something I hope to experience many times to come. One completely primal look from her left me jealous of every single man she'd let into her bed. Those times may have been just sex for her, but this was so much more than that. This was a collision of two souls who had yearned for this moment for an unbearably long time.
Slowly Maura began to crawl on top of me, I'm sliding upward so we are both completely on the bed. I am consumed by the vision before me. I cannot resist her breasts, palming them gently at first then kneading them firmly. She begins grinding into me, her wetness noticeable. As I'm kneading her breasts and watching her intently, her slow grinding introduces her folds to mine. We both moan.
"God, if I'd known," I hear myself say, though I'm having an almost out of body experience.
Maura captures my mouth with hers, cutting off any further comment I could have mustered. Her precise fingers return to my nipples where they dance skillfully. Reaching for her impeccable ass, I smile inwardly at all of the shit I've given her about wearing high heels to crime scenes. Thank god she does. As I grip her ass, pulling her further into me our swollen clits touch.
"Jesus Christ!" I nearly scream. The sensation is the most erotic I have ever felt. The look on Maura's face tells me the sensation is sending her rapidly toward release.
"Jane…I'm close," she hums as her mouth leaves mine briefly to bite my shoulder.
"Fuck!" I rasp. Such beautifully, sensual pain.
Still reeling from her biting my shoulder, I am further stunned as one of Maura's delicate fingers enters me. Our clits remain rubbing against one another, how her hand was able to reach me I can't comprehend. She is plunging into me, curling at the right depth. Her mouth is on mine again, her tongue deep in my mouth and I am sucking for everything I am worth. A second finger enters, her tongue plunges deep again and I can't contain my own release.
"Maura!" I scream as my release joins hers, hers reached by the incredible sensation our swollen clits together have caused.
Maura collapses on me and I am spent. She takes her wet fingers into her mouth and then kisses me. I taste both of us on her fingers. Whatever guilt was beginning to sneak in from her pleasing me instead of the other way around is washed away when she rolls onto her right elbow to look at me.
"I've always worried about you, Jane. And, if I am being honest with myself, I've always loved and wanted you. That's what I should have said," she whispers.
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